Awake Last NightA Poem by Scott A. WilliamsOn paranoia, stress, sanity and growth.Last night I awoke from fever dream, obsessed with how things aren’t often how they seem. My skin drenched with sweat, my mind with
disease, We’re all walking around with clouds
overhead Your good behavior will not save you, eras, but your souls are growing.” And to this I can attest, So I’ll walk with eyes cast high, I will sleep again tonight, I will rest and never fear. © 2010 Scott A. Williams |
Stats
298 Views
2 Reviews Added on July 13, 2010 Last Updated on July 13, 2010 AuthorScott A. WilliamsGTA, CanadaAboutBorn in Toronto. Raised in the suburbs. Schooled in journalism. Lookin' for meaning in an uncertain world. I spend a lot of time writing for a girl whom I'm not sure exists, but I thought she wasn.. more..Writing
|